Diving for sunken treasure,
hidden under...
the verses of scripture,
I hold my eyes...
on the pearls and corals,
that I must stud...
to my ornaments
and on my crown
so that I could be worthy to sit...
with the friends of God who love:
Knowledge and wisdom...
for themselves...
and to distribute among needy,
the precious wealth:
awareness and enlightenment,
I hold my finger exactly there,
until the verses open at last...
their hidden meaning to me,
I thus get to know the hidden treasure
Mykoul
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